"Ungrateful asshole," I muttered.
Stiff fingers dug into my ribs as Cam yelled right behind me. I'd been so focused on that damn raccoon that I hadn't noticed she'd snuck up on me.
I screamed and threw my hands in the air, the scoop flying out of my grip and into the living room.
I whirled on her, ready to exact my revenge when something small pinged against the glass. I stiffened and turned around just in time to see Gary fling another piece of food at the door again.
Cam started laughing, but she was trying to hold it back, so it came out as muffled screeches.
I flipped them both off. Clearly, no one was going to appreciate me today.
"I'm going to get ready." Cam managed to say between muffled guffaws. "We'll be leaving in an hour, so get a move on."
Then, she ran away like the little bitch she was.
Oh, I was so going to get her for this.
